The news broke Monday morning four mothers who occupied a vacant West Oakland house scored a huge victory in the ultimate fight between greed and good. The grassroots activist group Moms 4 Housing won an agreement from house-flipping developer Wedgewood Properties, and the house they’ve been occupying for two months

By Sunny Dell The Alameda County Sheriff’s Office Tuesday chose to carry out the eviction of mothers with a presence as though they were ready to invade a small country. There was a violence to the moment disproportionate to the purpose.  Spokesperson Ray Kelly publicly claimed in post-operation press conference

Inspired by the placement of two dozen boulders along both sides of Clinton Park, a quiet side street in the Mission, residents of nearby Landers Street have banded together to deter the presence of homeless encampments by placing a series of killer robots and rusty bear traps at irregular intervals.

This week’s news highlights homelessness in San Francisco and Oakland and touches a little on the monstrosity of a hurricane barreling toward the Southeast coast. Let’s go… SFPD plays “whack a mole” at the U.N. Plaza You may have noticed an increased police presence down at the U.N. Plaza in

An extreme act of charity has hopes of remaking the San Francisco social services landscape. One businessperson has just donated their entire fortune — and all their possessions — to a philanthropic nonprofit dedicated to helping San Francisco’s neediest and homeless residents. The individual has to remain anonymous until various transactions

By Matthew Gerring For the second year in a row, the San Francisco Chronicle’s Heather Knight kicked off the SF Homeless Project with a splashy front-page article in which the voices of homeless people are nearly absent. Last year’s lead article used innovative data-driven reporting to illustrate how annoying homeless

Broke-Ass Stuart is now accepting poetry submissions to be featured in the BAS Poetry: Arts & Culture column. Written & curated by Corinne Avganim. It’s Easter Sunday morning. My feeds are full of beautiful babies fumbling around their first egg hunts and the cafes are full of grown adults wearing pink